Honestly I don't like it when women talk about that time of the month, it just bugs me and I think that there are some things that should be kept private and not be broad casted to anyone and everyone that will listen. Plus I really don't like to blame things on it (like weight gain and not being able to control what I eat or my emotions). That being said, today was hellish and the only real reason I was in that mood had to be because of it, nothing else went as wrong as I perceived them to go! Here's my complete over-reactions...
We got 8-10 inches of snow last night into the morning, but I didn't have to be anywhere this morning due no work for today's holiday. My friend plowed the end of my driveway (where the plow truck pushes it in and makes it 15 inches of hard ice/snow) and I shoveled the rest. Well that was all done by 10 am and I got myself thinking that the plow truck would never come back to plow the road again so I wouldn't EVER be able to go to the gym since I wouldn't be able to get back up the hill on my road to get home. This made me furious, I mean what good is a day off if you are stuck at home and can't do the things you wanted to do right?
After stomping around my house, crying and yelling for about an hour I finally realized that I could just bring clothes to change into and my shower stuff to the gym in case I couldn't go home until the road was plowed. I went to the gym and was instantly out of my bad mood. 35 minutes on the elliptical and 60 minutes on the treadmill, showered and decided to go to TJ Maxx.
My day was going good til around 5 when I realized that I forgot to make buffalo chicken dip for work tomorrow. I had to drive all the way back to the grocery store even though TJ Maxx (where I had been earlier) is in the same parking lot. UGH!! Not only did I not want to do that, I didn't want to make the buffalo dip either, shredding the chicken sucks so bad that I can barely deal with it (and don't tell me to use canned chicken cause you just must be joking, it is not the same LOL). I just about lost it, I'm talking crying hysterically in the car and yelling like a complete psychopath. I'm sure passing cars thought I was a total nutcase.
I'm home now, I've had my dinner. The chicken has been cooked and shredded it is currently marinating and I'm waiting for the cream cheese to soften until I finish it up. I'm watching the Simpson's Movie (one of my favorite shows) since it is on TV right now and things are going well. I just can't shake feeling angry, even though I know it's completely ridiculous. It's times like these that I am so glad I live alone and have the place to myself :)